: : Discovery


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    Even though he was trapped in such an ambush, it was a life or death situation.


    But what he couldn’t understand was how these blood ves,cking in nourishing blood, could survive self-dispersing in the Minor Spiritual Realm, which hadn’t been opened for a thousand years – especially when they were sorge in number.


    No matter how surprising, the blood ves were a reality. He also understood why Tang Xing and the others were heading south. They were too close to the blood ves to escape their pursuit. Their only chance of survival was to hide in the underground pce, hoping to survive the siege of the blood ves.


    If all four members of Tang Xing’s group were present, it meant Tang Fengran’s group had died. With a furrowed brow, Tang Luo flew towards the southern underground pce.


    On the southeastern side of the Minor Spiritual Realm, Tang Fengran rode towards the Spirit Realm Gate. However, her previous conversation had dyed her, and the blood ves had broken through the cloudyer behind her.


    The blood-gorged human-shaped bat monster, with blood-red ws, was attacking her back at an unparalleled speed. The sound of the ws slicing the air made Tang Zhen’s hair stand on end.


    She stumbled and looked back, her heart shaking at the sight of the blood beast in mid-air. The horrifyingly loud sounds reminded her of Tang Ya’s gruesome end. The Blood Dragon couldn’t even withstand a second strike under numerous w attacks, her sister turned into a mess right before her eyes.


    Her eyes welled up with tears of hatred. Facing ten or so blood ves descending from the sky, Tang Zhen gathered her Spiritual Power in her right hand. Seemingly sensing her rage, her Spiritual Power was extraordinarily cooperative. In her hand, she held the power of Wind Attack, which she had only been able to summon to three fingers before, but was now filled in all five. Anger surged on Tang Zhen’s face, but deep within her, she was incredibly calm. She waited for the blood beasts to get close enough to unleash the full power of her martial skill to destroy these beasts.


    One hundred meters, fifty meters, thirty meters!


    The blood ves grew closer, near enough to smell the heavy scent of blood on them, and drops of blood falling in the air. Tang Zhen could see the blood ves’ desperate cravings. Their blood-colored ws, shimmering with cold light, aimed at her vital points.


    “Now!” cried Tang Zhen, thrusting her right hand at the blood ves close at hand.


    A white tornado suddenly erupted, sweeping up the frontmost blood ves. The ferocious force tore their blood-garb apart. The martial skill erupted at close range, killing five blood ves in one strike.


    As the tornado dissipated, five pieces of blood essence the size of human heads squirmed on the ground. The cloak formed of blood mist, torn apart by the tornado, gathered towards the blood essence, gradually forming a beast shape. This was the core of the blood ves, as long as the blood essence was not extinguished, the blood ves could be resurrected repeatedly.


    As the martial skill erupted, except for the five nearest blood ves which had been swept up, many more blood ves, blocked by the front ones, scattered and readjusted their formation, continuing their charge at Tang Zhen.


    So when the tornado dissipated, Tang Zhen was faced with a dozen bloody ws again.


    “Am I going to die?” With tears rolling in her eyes and streaming down her face, Tang Zhen looked at the ws attacking her from all directions and fell into despair. She suddenly regretted choosing to train martial arts.


    If she hadn’t dragged Xiaoya into training, she wouldn’t have been selected for the Martial Hall; if they hadn’t joined the Martial Hall, Xiaoya wouldn’t have died today.


    Clenching her eyes shut in pain, Tang Zhen swung her left hand in another Wind Attack filled with regret.


    “Double Dragons of Martial Power!”


    A soft call rang out behind Tang Zhen, causing her to suddenly open her eyes. Tang Fengran, who was supposed to be leading the way, actually turned back to rescue her.


    Two tornadoes, one thick and one thin, swirled through mid-air, shooting towards the dozen blood ves rushing at Tang Zhen. The pure white tornadoes sucked them all in and flung them high in the sky.


    “Run!” The soft call rang again, followed by the whooshing of breaking air. Tang Zhen wiped the tears from her eyes and cleared her vision. The sky, once obscured by blood ves, was now clear. She turned and ran, following closely behind Tang Fengran.


    Although they had temporarily repelled the blood ves, they knew that the danger was far from over. Because at their current stage, they had no way to harm the core blood essence of the blood ves, meaning that this group of blood ves was invincible.


    Spiritual Power will be exhausted, and bodily strength will be depleted – they would always be killed by the blood ves. If it weren’t for the presence of the Top-Grade Tai Sui, a spiritual food known for restoring qi, they would have given up at the sight of the blood ves.


    The only reason they still had a chance to escape was that the blood ves were mindless puppets. If they attacked one by one, their few Martial Power strikes wouldn’t have been able to hold back the many blood ves. But because they always gathered mindlessly, it gave the two a chance to clear the field.


    So their goal was to create as much distance as possible during the blood ves’ resurrection period, then wipe them out with Martial Power strikes when they congregated.


    Even while dashing, the two didn’t forget to pull out a piece of Tai Sui from their bags and put it in their mouths. At the moment, they didn’t have time to rest and recover their qi, so they had to resort to this most primitive method. Tang Fengran’s eyebrows were knitted together, attentively calcting how much time they had to escape during the blood ves’ resurrection. But the more she calctes, the more pessimistic she became, because they still had a long way to reach the Spirit Realm Gate on the northern in.


    On the field where they had just fought, dozens of blood essence the size of human heads were writhing and absorbing the scattered blood on the ground,pletely regaining the form of blood beasts. They then got up and began to chase them, as if the ferocious attack of Wind Attack had no effect on them. However, a carefulparison revealed that the resurrected blood ves were slightly smaller in size than initially.


    Tang Luo, who was flying from the north towards the south, streaked a long line across the sky, moving even faster than typical supernatural beings flying in a vacuum.


    The Nine-tailed Fox Demon, floating above the Minor Spiritual Realm, was relieved seeing Tang Luo didn’t directly flee. He was particrly worried that because of the three Blood Dragons, this man would abandon rescuing the others in the Minor Spiritual Realm. It now seemed that his worries were unnecessary.


    The spectral form separated from the Realm Heart and followed Tang Luo, nning to keep track of his location to report back to the Blood God. Although the sealing array restricted him from using the various powers of the Realm Guardian, the Nine-tailed Fox Demon had merged with the Realm Heart and could cover every inch of the Minor Spiritual Realm outside the Han Family’s underground pce with his divine consciousness.


    The spectral form, shapeless and formless, is undetectable and acts as the best scout in the Minor Spiritual Realm. There’s no hiding from him.


    But to everyone’s surprise, Tang Luo, in flight, suddenly turned his head and directly looked at the spectral form, coldly asking, “What are you?” Even though the Nine-tailed Fox Demon had lost his physical form, he was stunned by this sudden question, stuck in the air..